Please be aware,this is a work of fiction, all the characters, places and events portrayed in this story are fictional and represents no real persons or places.
The author, in no way intends this story to be a argument against established history. As far as I'm aware no creatures such as are depicted in this story exist, except in myths and legends, like other well known legends; the City of Troy, The kraken, The flat Earth of the European's world of 1500AD.
Let it be known, no females characters in this story under the age of 18, were sexual pleasured by any characters described in this story.
Finally, this story also explores the moral dilemma; of power vs responsibility, and the need for intellectual and emotional growth. This is my first submission to Literotica.com, so please bear with me, this story will be divided into 5 chapters and hopefully they will be submitted once a week. I hope this story, will entertain, sexually stimulate and/or provide thought provoking insights or conversations.
The Cumming of the Sexcubus
Part 3.
A Dark Storm of Justice or
Who I fucked over the Summer!
I heard a story recently, about a wrongly arrested man, a out of towner here to visit his family.. After he was cleared of all charges, he asked the Judge, "what about the policemen who falsely arrested me and used a lead filled rubber hose on me? Where is the justice?"
The stern faced judge looked at the dark skinned complainer, and smirked, "Boy, here we get paid to dispense, the laws of man, we don't have no time for justice, but sonny so you don't go away mad, I think I know where you can get some of that there justice, all you got to do is get killed, and make it up to that there man upstairs by the pearly gates, I hear he's got a shit load of Jus-tice, Ha,Ha,Ha!"
So goes law enforcement, and justice, in Chi-Town.
Now in most big cities, the largest group in most police department, are simple men and women looking for a career so they can afford to raise a family. They don't stick their necks out to make waves or try to be heroes, they just want to do their job and go home in one piece.
And then there is another group on the force; the insecure bullies, and the power hungry semi-criminal, macho wanna bes. But in Chi-Town, the numbers were reversed, the sprawling city had a greater number of lazy, mean spirited criminally gifted officers, and more officers on suspension for brutality, thieve and filing falsified reports, than any other city for a thousand miles in any distance.
But almost over looked, is the smallest group, officers who wanted to make a difference, they wanted to help people and get the bad guys off the street.
It didn't take me long to single out a potential ally, and make contact.
How time flies, when your having fun, its almost September already. Yes,
there used to be a lot of bad people operating here but I do have this intensive hate for bullies, and when cunning but stupid minds tangle with a cunning and intelligent mind; bodies start showing up in jail or increasing the workload at the local graveyard. So far I have hit a perfect score. At the beginning of the summer I started with what I thought were the worst of the city's thugs, two dangerous groups, of hardcore career criminals.
First to go, was a white slavery gang from a eastern country, caught, and going to prison. Funny how quickly the cops got in action after a few well placed calls to local news stations concerning a certain rundown building that the city and police were ignoring on the far northwest side of the city. A place where desperate pleas for help and loud screams of pain and torment could be heard sometimes late in the summer nite, and a place some local residents believed was a residence for a large vicious gang of men who had recently arrived in the city to set up shop.
The gang once set up and organized, had proceeded to; look for the right females, stalk, kidnap, and assess their new "property." Then came the enjoyment of breaking the spirit of these spoiled, lazy and spiritually corrupted unchaste females. This was then followed by the discreet transport of the womens for the sex trade in Turkestan and several middle eastern countries.
The members of the gang got points for every, virgin or blue eyed blond girl under the age of 21 they could grab without attracting the attention of the authorities.
Of course they were more than willing to settle for other races; ages and non virgins ( as long as the victims were attractive and under the age of 35).
The men with the most points, at the end of a two week period got to pick any non virgin, or rejected prospect in the captive group of females; and then do whatever they wanted sexually, to their helpless selected women...some of these girls, didn't survive.
But the brutal gang's luck changed, when first the lowest rated T.V. Stations and then the police were tipped off by reportedly, "anonymous phone" calls. The call to the police going to one of the few honest police detectives on the force, Cdr. John Mackey of violent crimes. Anonymous? No, the detective knew who I was. Once he made the right calls to the right police brass, it was a horse race to behold, the news vans with a slight lead just managing to get there before the speeding army of embarrassed cops in cars, vans and S.W.A.T. filled trucks.
After a wild shootout between the now enraged police and the sleepy intoxicated gang of slavers, the terrified women and girls were rescued and taken to several nearby hospitals.
Of the reported 29 members of the group, only 13 of them survived and only because of the presence of the news cameras, which prevented the surviving slavers, from being quietly murdered.
The remainder of the now sulking and really pissed off kidnappers, would now have their day in court, and face the laws of man.
Fuck the laws of man, in the interest of my idea of justice, I made sure that some of the baddest and meanest jail inmates, mostly leaders of prison gangs, located at the gang of kidnappers' future destination, were informed with a psychic whisper in their sleep, that the soon arriving newest members of the prison, had been planning to kidnap "their" wifes, daughters and girlfriends to be sold for sex. Yes the gang of slavers are 100% double damn guaranteed to receive a real warm and friendly reception at their new residence.
Next on my pre-Xmas shopping list, the worst thugs of the two biggest gangs in the city; the northeast Maniac Gestapo Mobsters, and the 70st street High Supreme Bangers. Within these two gang were separate rogue factions, containing the very worst individuals in the city. Extortionists, rapists, loan sharks, so called pimps and all of them totally cold blooded murderers, these two different gang groups, working separately have kept the crime and murder rate high for the pass several years.
A series of unnoticed psychically directed; small but detailed hints to their equally small minds; and both renegade groups of thugs tried to hit, what they each thought in their confused minds was a well stocked, lightly manned drug house. One group of 21 mobsters attacking from the front and the other group of 26 bangers hitting the rear entrance...
...of the 933th M.P. Battalion's armory; and unfortunately for our very unlucky thugs, the whole battalion had just been issued live ammo for a day long visit to Fort Patton's target ranges, and were armed to the teeth.
The large unread signs, the psychically blinded thugs passed at the entrances of the armory, promised; "TRESPASSERS WHO SURVIVE, WILL BE PROSECUTED"
Well boys and girls, after the massacre there weren't too many gang bangers, still in any shape to be prosecuted. After the smoke had cleared, only three gang members lived to attend very long prison sentences, guests at the most violent Federal prison in the country.
Next on my list to receive my poetic sense of justice, the Dragomir cousins, Daminan and Vlad. At first I thought I was wrong, and they were just part of a family of small time drug distributors and fences for stolen property. But I soon found out what the two cousins did to unwind; homicidal rapists, who specialized in brutal sexual assault, torture and murder of female college students. The cousins coming from the old country; to their twisted minds, these females, instead of being at home, taking care of their men, cooking and having babies, are shamelessly out at night attending school, unchaperoned with unrelated male class mates.
I would come up with a satisfying plan for these macho bad boys, they would if this worked out, get my Steve Kingston storybook solution; which states, when faced with two really evil nightmarish personalities; simple, set them up for a fatal blind date, with two much more evil and murderess sexual personalities.
A few weeks after arriving in the city, I started to sense first one then another supernatural presence. Dividing my time between info gathering, sexual affairs and tracking the faint presences, I would pick up mostly at nite.
I finally found my...cousins, one of each kind.
One demon, a teacher at a private male school, is a beautiful voluptuous woman during the day and a ravenous incubus at nite.
A note to the reader, a little known fact, a male; or a female may serve as a host during the day, and transform into the relentless Incubus at night.
three days later, following my instincts, I was checking a quiet remote northeast side area near the ocean, that as I got closer, almost screamed with evil supernatural power. I watched a man seeming getting lucky; but tonite this gentleman has instead gotten a case of fatal bad luck!
